Chapter 8: The Desperate Need

"It doesn't look like it's fake!" It was so close that Long Haotian could feel every trace of Ronghua's breath, and finally he nodded and said, "Uncle Rong, can you tell me about the situation in Yanfu first?" I think that Yan Qing and Yan Wu must have gone to find Yan Xiong!"

"Alas, this is a long story, but to put it simply, today's Guogong has no time to take care of this matter!"

"Is there anything more serious than your own children being beaten by a subordinate?"

"Alas! yes!" Rong Hua sighed, and then told him about the Heroes Meeting, and finally said, "This year is the last year, if Huang'er can't reach the Flame Heaven Realm in front of the Heroes Meeting and win the championship, I'm afraid that the Duke of the Yan Clan will be demoted!"

"Degraded?" Long Haotian was startled, "How can it be so serious?"

"Child, you may not know that there are strict standards for titles on this continent.

"Take the duke as an example, aside from the merit value and tribute, the family of the first-class duke must have at least one powerhouse of the Demon Tribulation Realm and three powerhouses of the Flame Heaven Realm, and one of them must be under the age of twenty in the year of canonization. ”

"I know this!" Long Hao said, "Could it be that the current Yanfu is still less than the number of these four powerhouses? Rong Bo, aren't you just a powerhouse in the Flame Heaven Realm?"

"The strong person in this criterion must be the holder of the title himself and his lineage! In other words, even the brothers and children of the princes are not counted. This is also understandable, if the strength of your lineage is not as good as your brother's lineage, then what qualifications do you have to inherit the title?

"And now in Yanfu, Lord Guogong is a demonic realm, the third prince Yan Yong and the fourth prince Yan Meng have both reached the Flame Heaven realm, but they are already over twenty. ”

"What if the Seventh Prince can't reach the Flame Heaven Realm by then?" Long Haotian asked, "Do you want to be demoted because of this?" I remember that there is an unwritten rule for the demotion of the knight, that is, in order to avoid the loss of talents caused by sudden changes in the family, the family is often given twenty years to train the juniors, is it ......?"

"That's right! It's been twenty years! The Yan family has been too sluggish in the past twenty years. The reserves of talented descendants and grandchildren are not even comparable to the Cheng family!"

"Cheng family, hum!" As soon as the Cheng family was mentioned, Long Haotian immediately remembered Cheng Yun's cheap goods, and he said casually, "Isn't the Cheng family just one Cheng Yun?

"Alas, child, you don't know, in fact, among the geniuses of the Cheng family, it is not Cheng Yun who is really powerful. Strictly speaking, Cheng Yun can only rank second. It's just that that person is ten years older than Cheng Yun, so Cheng Yun doesn't like to be compared to him, and always says that if the age is equal, she must be the most powerful!"

"There are still such people?" Long Haotian frowned, because there didn't seem to be such a ruthless character in his memory.

"It's normal that you don't know! This person's name is Cheng Xuan, who came to prominence at the Heroes Conference ten years ago, and then went to the Martial God Temple to further his studies until now. This person is obsessed with martial arts and rarely comes back, and he is definitely a terrible character!"

"Cheng Xuan......" Long Haotian repeated.

Therefore, this Cheng Xuan has always been the target of Cheng Yun's pursuit. This girl is ready to fight to become famous at the Heroes Conference, and then she can be selected by the Martial God Temple. You must know that being able to go to the Martial God Temple is not only the glory of the martial artist himself, but also of great significance to the entire family!"

There are countless sects, sects, and academies on the Holy Continent, all of which are aimed at absorbing and cultivating talents. Among them, the Martial God Temple is one of the top existences in terms of scale and heritage.

Of course, at the very beginning, there was a big gap between the Martial God Temple and other sects and academies, both in terms of status and scale. However, because the current "Supreme Holy Emperor of the Ten Thousand Domains" Long Shitian walked out of the Martial God Temple, since he became emperor, the Martial God Temple has been included in the direct jurisdiction of the Central Empire.

And it is precisely because of this relationship that the scale and status of the Martial God Temple have been greatly improved in an instant.

Now, as long as the strong person who comes out of the Martial God Temple, he has a great possibility of becoming a marquis and becoming an important minister of the empire. and even dominate one side and establish a wealthy family that will be passed down through the ages. Therefore, today's Martial God Temple is the martial arts paradise that every martial artist dreams of.

"Presumably the Seventh Prince's goal is also there, right?" asked Long Haotian.

"That's right! No one in the Yan family has ever been to the Martial God Temple since Lord Guogong. Ten years ago, Cheng Xuan had already made the Yan family feel a lot of pressure. And now, the pressure is on Huang'er! I feel like he's going crazy, and he's practicing hard day and night! Even if he's a genius, he can't stand such a toss!"

"That's why Uncle Rong, you said that Yan Xiong doesn't have time to care about me beating Yan Qing and Yan Wu right now, right?"

"Pretty much! But you have to be careful about everything. Yan Xiong doesn't have time to care about you, but Yan Qing and Yan Wu have a lot of time, it is said that they have been recuperating from their injuries for the past few days, I am worried that they will heal their scars and forget the pain!"

"Am I afraid of this dog man and woman!" Long Haotian said disdainfully, "If they dare to come again, watch me break their dog's legs!"

Rong Hua listened, and asked Long Haotian about his cultivation again, and he repeated the words he had made up before. And Ronghua didn't doubt this, Haotian was relieved.

After the two chatted for a while, Ronghua said goodbye and left, saying that he could go to him if he had any difficulties. Long Haotian saw that he was sincere, so he no longer equated him with the people of Yanfu.

When the mother and son returned home, it was just after noon. Long Haotian didn't want to waste a minute or a second, so he hurriedly finished lunch and continued to go to the mountains and forests to cultivate.

Now he has his eyes set on twenty days later.

For that day is the end of the year. On this day every year, the Yan family will unite all the wealthy families in the city to jointly hold a city-wide martial arts competition, as long as they are young warriors under the age of twenty, regardless of their background. The winner will receive valuable cultivation resources.

And this is also the most urgent thing that Long Haotian needs right now.

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On the side of the central square of Dragon Bird City, in front of a golden building, a woman with a green veil and a masked face walked at this moment.

I saw that she was wearing a fiery red dress, the color was particularly bright and eye-catching, her hair was in a high bun, and there was a clear and turquoise hosta in her hair. Her figure is extraordinarily hot, and her seductive eyes make every man who passes by her intoxicated.

However, her eyes did not look at them at all, as if they were a bunch of inferior slaves.

Just look at the woman looking up at the plaque on the building, with three big characters written on it: "Golden Bird Tower".

This is the largest green building in Dragon Bird City, and the girls in it are all glamorous. Every day, there is a lot of money here, so that countless gentlemen and wealthy families squander a lot of money here. However, a beautiful woman standing in front of the gate couldn't help but attract a little strange looks.

I saw a slave guarding the door come forward and said in an arrogant tone: "This girl, I'm afraid this place is not suitable for you!"

The woman glared at him, took out something from her waist and shook it in front of the minion, and the minion immediately changed his face and said with a smile: "It turned out to be your aunt and grandmother! Look at your outfit today, the little ones don't recognize you! My eyes are really white!"

"Why don't you dig it up when it's white?" the woman's words were as cold as ice, making the minion tremble all over.

"Young grandma forgive sins, young grandma forgive sins!" The slave knelt on the ground with a "poof", kowtowed his head while pumping his mouth, and in an instant, "pop" and "bang" complemented each other.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't lead the way, my aunt and grandmother are going to do it!" the woman shouted angrily.

"Yes, yes, please, please!" the minion scrambled to his feet, and led the way in a low voice.

Passing through the bejeweled ground floor hall and up the stairs, the servant led the woman to a very secret suite. It doesn't look like it's used to pick up customers.

"Auntie, you sit down first, and the master will come out immediately!"

Not long after the servant left, a woman dressed like a princess opened the curtain and slowly stepped inside.

She looks no more than thirty years old, but she is so beautiful that she is intoxicated, and her graceful and exquisite figure makes people completely forget her age. Although it doesn't have the youthful color of a girl, it has a little more charm of a mature woman.

Seeing her sit down elegantly across from the masked woman, it immediately made people feel a powerful aura, making it impossible to imagine her profound cultivation.

I saw that she smiled slightly and said, "Qing'er, which gust of wind blew you here?

The masked woman pulled off her veil at this moment, revealing her true face, it was none other than Yan Qing. And when the woman saw the injury on Yan Qing's face, her eyebrows immediately frowned: "Qing'er, what happened? Could it be that Yan Xiong beat you?"

"Hmph, what is Yan Xiong!" " Yan Qing shouted in a hurry.

"Child, calm down! Your mother entrusts you to me, you are just like my child, if you have any grievances, just tell me, my aunt will make decisions for you!"

Yan Qing wiped away his tears, and once again added oil and vinegar to accuse Long Haotian of "atrocities", of course, he also talked about Yan Xiong's inaction and Yan Huang's protection of Long Haotian.

"Hmph!Long Haotian?" Yan Qing's aunt smiled coldly, "Did he eat the bear's heart and leopard gall? Yan Xiong didn't even care, it seems that he was really worried about this hero's meeting!

"Auntie, I want to do it myself! I want Long Haotian to survive, not to die!"

"Wrap it around me," my aunt laughed, "and I'll turn him into a puppet and trample on him as you please, how about it?"